When trying to enter the Queens Chamber:
"LostPeace was alarmed by a large beetle scurrying down the back of their shirt and ran to get changed."
Haha, So me.
You know I am in love with this summer event because I plan to be an archaeologist myself. x)
When trying to enter the Queens Chamber:
"LostPeace was alarmed by a large beetle scurrying down the back of their shirt and ran to get changed."
Haha, So me.
You know I am in love with this summer event because I plan to be an archaeologist myself. x)
Metallic Dragon wrote:Thanks for the ideas guys! I'll see what I can do! Anyway, to those applying for the second zver, get your forms done! I'll be judging them when I get home around 3:00
His_teddy_bear wrote:-Basics-
Name:
Ercanbald
Age:
2 years, 4 months 11 days
Gender:
Male
Species:
Zver
Note:
Is very hyper, requires a skilled handler-Family-
Parents:
Unknown
Grandparents:
Unknown
Siblings:
Unknown
Aunts & Uncles:
Unknown
Nieces & Nephews:
None
Cousins:
Unknown
Children:
None
Grandkids:
None-Appearance-
Coat Color:
Dark undercoat with crimson red highlights on his fur
Size:
2.5 feet at the withers, 7 feet from nose to tail
Build:
Large and rather muscular, can be kind of imposing
Picture:
See beginning of file-Love-
Crushes:
None
Mate:
None
Status:
Single, not looking
Preference:
Females-Behavior-
Personality:
Ercan adores fun and games. He loves to play with his bondmate, but will amuse himself with anything nearby if needed. He seems to never take anything seriously, but in reality he can sense when he needs to be calm and serious, and will usually do so. It doesn't matter what it is, if he spots something in motion, he will chase it down and pounce on it. It almost seems like this Zver does not know how to stay still. He is always in motion, even when he's asleep. He is full of energy, and often makes those near him feel tired. When he does stand still, those near him report that it seems as though waves of energy still pour off of the canine-like creature. He doesn't like it when those near him are still, and will try to get them to move. Ercan is very curious, and often has no sense of self-preservation when he is exploring or investigating. If he finds something new to him, he will try to figure out if there is a way he can play with it. He is extremely fascinated in Earth's wildlife, yet another thing that sets him apart from the other Zvers seen before. He is extremely loyal to his bondmate. He will risk his life for the person he trusts most, taking on dangers that even a lion would back away from. He will do anything his bondmate tells him, unless what he's been ordered to do goes against his perception of right and wrong.
Usual Mood:
Hyper, cheerful-Skills and weaknesses-
Skills:
Ercan is very adept at sensing human emotion.
Weaknesses:
Although he is sensitive to human emotions, Ercan just doesn't care. He feels nothing for most humans.-Other information-
Favorite Color:
Light blue
Voice:
Medium pitched bark, very low growl
History:
Ercan was born to a pair of zvers, so he is a pedigree, but that is all we know of his birth. The identity of his parents and any siblings he had is unknown, mainly because he was deemed a runt and tossed into a separate cage, where he was given supplements that helped him grow. Once he was old enough, he was thrown into training, which he surprisingly took very seriously. The rigorous training built his muscles up, filling his thin form out. By the end of the training camp, Ercanbald was as big, if not bigger, than his littermates. When he was finally released for public viewing, he didn't stay in his cage long before escaping.
Story
Ercanbald kept his body low to the ground, his eyes trained on the facility in front of him. The facility he'd escaped from only 24 hours before. He watched as the humans ran back and forth, obviously searching for him. Backing further into the thick underbrush, Ercanbald spun on his heels and bolted into the underbrush, his ears back to help streamline his body. He wasn't going to go back into captivity if he could help it. Once he was out of the area where the humans searched, he ran full out, desperate to put distance between him and his old handlers. Soon enough the sounds of human pursuit died off and he slowed to a walk. He was free, but now he had no idea what to do.
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